Don't worry, Egie. We wouldn't want you fighting gods, anyway- at your age, you might die of a heart attack midway through it.
[Venkman raises his eyebrows at Egon's outburst, turning to look at the impromptu band. Kirby bristles at Egon's words, temporarily stopping to take a few steps further away from him. She picks back up to rejoin Q*Bert's humming after a moment.]
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Yep, the mind's definitely starting to go...
[Then, to Egon:]
Don't worry, Egie. We wouldn't want you fighting gods, anyway- at your age, you might die of a heart attack midway through it.
[Venkman raises his eyebrows at Egon's outburst, turning to look at the impromptu band. Kirby bristles at Egon's words, temporarily stopping to take a few steps further away from him. She picks back up to rejoin Q*Bert's humming after a moment.]